840: 286.
Ding~ Prestige guidance mission triggered!
ssage from the bandit pangolin_2 840: 286.
Ding~ Prestige guidance mission triggered!
ssage from the bandit pangolin_2 So, I suggest you start from this point.
By the way, don’t you still have a few hovering magic carpets from the Song Sea Empire?
With my current superficial understanding of them, they should be enough to hire an organization among them to complete a quest chain of at least 15 rings for you.
Considering your personality and unfamiliarity with interpersonal interaction, I suggest you start with Miss Lumina; she truly is an erudite and humble lady from another world.
Plus, I guess she and her team would certainly appreciate the gift from you.”
“Hmm, that team consisting of brave won, I’m quite impressed by them.”
The young mistress nodded seriously and said:
“There’s a short vampire, even shorter than …
I think I might consider her my first warrior.”
“Well, Miss Reed is already a reserve warrior for Master Morphy, and the brave girl of modest height is particularly valued by him.
Additionally, Miss Lumina is already a reserve warrior for Lady Cui Si, and Pogranate is Maxim’s first warrior,” Adel explained.
“Beautiful and brave treasures are always found first by those with discerning eyes.
However, within that team, there are still two ladies whose destinies remain undecided, although one of them, a lady rather…
well, quite scandalous in figure, has beco a follower of Avalon.
But that doesn’t stop you from choosing her and the other insightful Lady Orchid as warriors.
The best part is that they seem to be master tailors and travelers from another world, so you must have a lot in common with them.”
“The lady with the figure so outrageous that even Lady Cui Si secretly envies her?”
The young mistress pondered briefly, then glanced down at her own figure, which was average but not top-grade.
She seed slightly discontent as she said:
“Sigh, I’ll think about it so more.”
While the young mistress and her friend were discussing how to “bewitch” the little gars, the dump truck guy leading the “battlefield cleanup team” had returned to the site of last night’s battle, re-visiting the place with a sense of nostalgia.
The vast Jackal Camp was desolate under the sunlight, with fires that had been lit still burning everywhere.
Plus, the residual corrupt energy from last night’s Star-world Tear had so tainted the area that little life remained.
Even if there were a few Jackals scattered around the camp, aimlessly wandering in search of anything usable, seeing the teleportation gate reopen and the little gars rushing out, these terrified creatures yelped and scampered away.
In their limited and ignorant understanding, the army organized by Kenbort the Great was almost invincible, and nothing could withstand the might of such a horde of Jackals.
But if such a powerful legion was defeated by the Vampires and their Blood Servants, it ant the Vampires were far more formidable than they were.
In such a situation, to provoke the Vampires further would just be looking for trouble.
The Jackals could think, too.
Though most of their brains were inadequate for complex ntal activity, on the whole, the cleanup operation was going very smoothly from the start.
“Brothers, the outer periter is all burned up, there’s not much left.
Let’s start looting from the inner tents!”
The dump truck guy stood on a box and, waving a psychic energy bag in his hand, shouted:
“The first priority is usable equipnt and weapons; these can directly enhance our individual strength and can be exchanged for prestige in the camp, the second priority is anything that looks odd – use item identification, and you might trigger so weird follow-up quests – whoever finds it, keeps it.
The lowest priority is gold and silver treasures!
You need to exchange these for Transylvanian coins at the city administrational center before we can use them, and they won’t exchange them for you individually, so don’t think about stashing any for yourself.
There’s really no need for us to stoop so low when playing gas.
Aside from these three types of items, don’t bother with anything else; there will be specialized NPCs later on to collect low-value goods.
Each person will be allotted four psychic packages to hand over when they’re full, so don’t pack them with too much junk due to limited space.”
“Alright!”
The gars responded in unison, especially the new batch who had just joined the ga, who were eagerly rubbing their hands together, ready to make a big score and reveal their true ‘Little Red Hand’ nature.
But in reality, most people’s luck isn’t going to be good enough to be described as “red”, with European Kings and Not Tribes being the minority, and the majority being average joes in terms of luck.
But who can admit that they have bad luck?
“Let’s get to work!”
At the dump truck guy’s order, the gars howled as they crossed the layer of Star Realm shadow, which had already dissipated a lot.
Any spawn of despair that erged would be imdiately cut down by the players.
They were well past the stage of being scared of these weird things.
Though the start was smooth, strange things started occurring rather quickly.
Especially after the dump truck guy and two old pals jokingly joined the looting with their psychic packages, their expressions quickly turned suspicious.
This was because the camp was riddled with chaotic footprints of the Jackals, and many tents were torn and not in proper shape; fragnts of broken armor were haphazardly strewn about, and piles of Jackal corpses had been heaped together and set alight.
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